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Call me paranoid . When a half eaten shark uses his last breath to tell you you have bad breath...
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| Mr. Panel...how about a little somethin'...you know. For my troubles. | |
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You keep an assortment of basics with you...Altoids, Certs, Tic Tac, Gummie worm! Something for all occasions...
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Then it hits me! Like the Kennel Club across Mike Vick's crotch.
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